décembre 2010
Baghead (2008)
Synopsis: Four struggling actors retreat to a cabin in Big Bear, California in order to write a screenplay that will make them all stars. Problem is: What happens when their story idea — a horror flick about a group of friends tormented by a villain with a bag over his head — starts to come true?
Loneliness as a situation can be corrected, but as a state of mind it is an...
– Vladimir Nabokov (via thechocolatebrigade)
People like to take photos. I didn’t dislike it. I felt it only caught the...
– Charles Bukowski (via apathie)
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via curedtc)
True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le Petit Prince (via dira)
Tengo ganas de cojerte, estrujarte, rompelte,...
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Tengo ganas de degollarte con lo que escribo, usando los peores adjetivos.
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Quiet Lighting: I am thankful to be able to be... →
likethesun:
I am thankful to be able to be alive in this body that I am in right now, experiencing the things that I have experienced and will experience. I am thankful for having a loving and supportive mother who gives good advice and lets me do whatever is best for me, regardless of if it fits up to her…
Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.
– Kurt Vonnegut (via slychedelic)
Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary.
– Oscar Wilde (via heythereryan)
Yo nunca había tenido mideo de morirme, pero en aquella ocasión vi tan cera mi...
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Ja ja ja!: Cuéntame de ti. →
vil-yourself:
Cuéntame “cómo te ha ido y si has conocido la felicidad.”
Cuéntame un desenlace. Cuéntame un principio. Cuéntame un invierno.
Cuéntame un cuento bien contado.
Una anécdota que me haga reír a la mañana siguiente.
Cuéntame lo que no sé de ti. Lo que no le has confesado al…
Y ahora que estamos en la pista tu y yo
no quiero q dejemos de bailar asi…
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– Cafe Tacuba (via evaixchel)
To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the music...
– Truman Capote (via grace-notes)